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sidelines chapter 1: white daffodil

summary: (Y/N) is a Marleyan POW, joining Onyankopon and the other Anti-Marleyan Volunteers in their efforts to modernise Paradise. You come to Paradise to share your knowledge of medicine and biology, but find yourself falling for a certain blonde haired, blue eyed Eldian. (canon universe, canon divergence, marley has modern day technology, some ooc) next chapter: yellow rose

Taking in a deep breath of the sea air, she smiled to herself. She was excited about her trip to Paradis, it was essentially going back in time. The small island’s technology was hundreds of years behind the modern world. She did worry about having to live without electricity, internet and her phone for a while, but she could deal with that for a few weeks, months even.

Onyankopon, her best friend and essentially her brother from another mother, had secretly made his way back to Marley to bring her a few other Anti-Marleyan Volunteers to help him with modernising Paradis. She was a skilled nurse, having worked in the career for a number of years and spent countless others studying before that. She was lucky that her connection to Zeke afforded her such a luxury; most Marleyan prisoners of war were definitely not so lucky. Onyakopon and she hoped that she could share her knowledge of biology and medicine to improve the healthcare of the island.

She closed her eyes and let the sea breeze hit her face, cooling her body from the sun beating down on her. The spotter shouted that they had sighted landfall, and she squinted her eyes, straining to see the island for herself. Excitement bubbled inside her.

“We’re here!” Onyankopon announced, flashing her a toothy smile.

“Ah, I’m so excited!” (Y/N) exclaimed, jumping up and down on the spot and clapping her hands together. She grabbed her handbag and suitcase, popping her straw hat on her head that was adorned with a pink ribbon and followed Onyankopon off the ship.

“Welcome to Paradis! It’s great to have you all here!” she heard a voice shout enthusiastically. She was greeted by the sight of two people, one, a person with brunette hair lazily thrown back into a ponytail, glasses and an eyepatch adorning their face. The other, a short, pale man with black hair, short with an undercut, parted to one side. They were both dressed in white button up shirts and black trousers, a long, forest green coat thrown on top. She recognised the symbol on the breast pocket immediately, blue and white feathers crossed together to create the image of wings. The Wings of Freedom, Onyankopon had called them when he showed her an image of the logo.

(Y/N) gave the two people a toothy grin, holding her hand out to shake theirs in greeting.

“Pleasure to meet you both! I’m (Y/N L/N).” she said, matching the brunette's enthusiasm.

They both returned her handshake.

“I’m Commander Hange, and this is Captain Levi.” they proclaimed, pointing at the short man next to them. Levi just replied with a quiet grunt.

“We’re very excited to have you here. We can’t wait to learn everything you have to teach us.”

Once everyone had departed the ship, Hange and Levi led them to a horse and carriage, telling them that they would take them to their headquarters in a district called Trost. At first, (Y/N) was enamoured that they’d gone to the trouble to get them a horse and carriage for their journey, it felt so regal! But she soon realised that horse and carriage was the main mode of transport. They didn’t have cars. She almost laughed to herself. What a culture shock this would be.

The journey to Trost was filled with conversations, Hange enthusiastically asking them all sorts of questions and Onyankopon and (Y/N) answering, (Y/N) matching Hange’s enthusiasm. Levi mostly remained silent, quietly observing the conversation. (Y/N) gathered that he wasn’t much of a talker, and that was okay with her.

Although the journey to Trost was a substantial one, the time flew by quickly, filled with conversation and laughter. (Y/N) could tell that her and Hange were going to be good friends, their energy and enthusiasm perfectly mirroring each others.

Upon arriving in Trost, the four of them disembarked the carriage, a small group of people waiting at the entrance of the building to greet them. (Y/N) looked up at the large building of the headquarters, white brick structure accented by turquoise roofing. It was stunning.

“Onyankopon! Good to see you again, buddy.” said a tall man, his mousy brown hair styled into a mullet.

“A pleasure, Jean.” Onyankopon replied, shaking his hand.

He put a hand on (Y/N)’s shoulder, turning to the rest of the group.

“Everyone, this is (Y/N L/N), my close friend and non-biological sister.”

(Y/N) waved at the group, giving them a beaming smile.

“She’s a nurse back in Marley, and one of the best at that. I invited her here with the hopes that she’ll be able to help advance medical technology on the island.”

(Y/N) laughed and swatted his arm when he said she was one of the best nurses. She turned to the group, keeping her bright smile.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you all. I’m really looking forward to working with you!”

One by one, the Scouts stepped up to greet her and shake her hand, introducing themselves. Her breath caught in her throat once her lilac eyes met baby blues, a shining halo of golden hair reflecting the sunlight.

“Armin.” he said, shaking her hand. “Pleasure to meet you.”

She nearly faltered at the sight of him. God, was he handsome. But she quickly grounded herself. “Pleasure’s all mine, Armin.” she replied, giving him a kind smile. She could feel her cheeks heating up from the sun and prayed that it didn’t show on her milky flesh.

Armin was the last of the Scouts to meet her, so he took the opportunity to strike up a conversation, eager to learn more about her.

“So, you’re a nurse. How long have you been in the profession?”

She felt heat burn her skin, her palms becoming clammy. She blamed it on the scorching sun and not the way the blonde man made her feel like he was looking into her soul.

“Oh, about four years. Before that I studied and volunteered for a number of years.” she replied, keeping the same smile on her face. She hoped that he would be able to feel the sincerity radiating from her, paranoid that he might think that she had some alternative, more sinister intentions in visiting Paradis. She fiddled with the ribbon on the collar of her mini dress, butterflies kissing the walls of her stomach. Never had a man made her so flustered, and she felt slightly frustrated with herself over it.

“What compelled you to be a nurse, then?” he enquired, briefly glancing at his comrades greeting the other volunteers.

“Honestly, it’s just my passion. It’s what I excel in the most, taking care of people and helping them heal.” she chuckled. “My mother was also a nurse, and my grandmother, so I guess it runs in the blood too.”

He gave her a warm smile. “Sounds fantastic. I can’t wait to see what you can do to help our humble island.”

She smiled back at him, her chest warming. He seemed so sweet, so gentle and timid. She reminded herself that she shouldn’t get attached.

Onyankopon had told her that he inherited the Collosal Titan, and so she knew already that his days were numbered. Her heart twinged with pity. What a horrible burden to be placed with.

The rest of the afternoon was filled with meetings, the volunteers formally introducing themselves to the Scouts and informing them of their intentions, what skills and information they could share with the island. They had dinner after the formalities, becoming acquainted with each other. (Y/N) especially grew fond of Connie and Sasha in the short amount of time that they spent together, they were hilarious and full of life. Sasha stole a piece of bread from Connie and he scolded her profusely, a small, friendly fight breaking out between the two. (Y/N) laughed until she cried at the pair's display.

After dinner they settled down and chatted over some wine, having retreated into a smaller room, just the group of them; (Y/N), Onyankopon, Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Connie, Sasha and Jean. They told stories of their childhoods and training days, teasing each other playfully. (Y/N) told them about how she got into the medical field, how her mother had influenced her passions before she died. Onyankopon told them stories of his home land, about different myths and legends. They all listened intently, hanging on every word he said. Armin talked about his dream to see the sea, and how it had come to fruition. They all chimed in with him, talking about how enamoured they were with it.

“Oh! Then you’ll love this, Armin.” she grinned. He turned towards her, eyes wide in anticipation over what she was about to tell him. “In different parts of the world at certain times of the year, the ocean waves actually glow blue in the dark!”

“What?!” he exclaimed in shock. The wine had loosened him up, made him more confident in his words, his movements more animated.

“Seriously! From a week up to a month in different parts of the word, algae blooms in the tide. It is bioluminescent, meaning that it produces its own light. When the waves hit the shore and disturb the algae, it glows a bright blue! It’s stunning.”

Armin turned to his friends, shock painting his features. “Did you hear that?!”

Jean laughed, smiling at him. “Armin, I’m sure she’s playing a prank on you. There’s no way that’s real.”

“It’s real!” (Y/N) retorted, pouting slightly, the alcohol making her feel more childish. “I wish I had my phone on me, I could have shown you a photo. The next time I'm in Marley, I’ll find a photo of it and bring it back for you.”

Armin flashed her a toothy grin, excitement swirling in his stomach. He laid back on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling. “Wow, nature sure is amazing.”

(Y/N) laughed at him, how exasperated and amazed he looked. He looked so adorable, a wide smile on his face, his cheeks flushed a pretty petal pink from the alcohol.

“So, where are you from? Your accent is different from any of the other volunteer’s we’ve met so far.” Sasha asked, sipping on her glass of wine.

“Oh, I’m from England. It’s a part of Great Britain, an island made up of four different countries; England, Wales, Scotland and Northern Island.”

“Interesting. Is it very far from here?”

“A bit. It’s just north of here, about five days by boat.”

Onyankopon looked at his watch, then sighed, turning to (Y/N). “Well, we should get to bed. It’s pretty late and we have a long day tomorrow, and I can’t be dealing with you with a hangover.” He grinned, teasing her.

She playfully swatted his arm in response. “Oh please, it was one time! I’m sensible now, I always make sure I drink water before bed.”

Onyankopon laughed and turned his attention back to the Scouts. “God, you guys should have seen her. She was so sick, she was crying out for a priest, insisting that she must have been possessed by a demon to feel so horrible.” The group erupted in laughter at (Y/N)’s expense.

(Y/N) picked up a cushion and swatted his face with it. “Don’t tell them that! God, you’re so embarrassing.”

She stood up and dusted off her dress, grabbing her handbag. “Well, it was great hanging out with all of you. Next time I’ll tell you all about the time Onya got so drunk he threw up all over himself and then blacked out.” she teased, giving the group a wink. It was Onyankopon’s turn to throw a cushion at her.

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